
My baby is almost 3 weeks old! Time flies! She is steadily growing. This morning, I weighed her at 4.8 pounds - she's almost 5 pounds, and we can definitely feel the difference! At her last appointment, she even gained an inch in length! I'm so happy our little half-pint is growing!
Her personality is starting to come out. She was always so calm in the first couple weeks, and now she's starting to let us (and the doctor) have it. She does not tolerate being put down AT ALL. Now, granted, that is probably my fault. While we were in the hospital, she was rarely in her bassinet. Any time anyone saw us together, more than likely she was in my arms. Of course, this means I can hardly get anything done, and the things I've learned to do with one hand take three times as long (including typing this blog entry). She also will not sleep alone - preferring to sleep either on my chest or Steve's chest. I've only recently (read, last night) gotten her to sleep next to me. Her only conditions are that she has to be really really close to me, and I have to be touching her. I swore I would not be one of those co-sleeping parents, until I got a baby who decided she wanted to co-sleep. I want my bed back already! And they say you can't spoil a baby. Hmpf!
Her lungs are definitely in working order, and she exercises them a few times each day (usually when I have to put her down for a much needed potty break - I refuse to do that with one hand, I need some privacy every now and again!) Sometimes, when she gets really worked up she sounds like a screeching piglet. Of course, I try to get to her as quickly as possible, but I'm never fast enough for her taste. When I finally pick her up, she gives me those shuddering sigh/sniffle things (you know, the kind you'd normally have after getting a spanking, and your parents would insist you shut it up or they'd give you something to cry about, nevermind they've ALREADY given you something to cry about, hence, the sniffles. . . but, I digress. . .) She can be quite the drama queen.
Anyhow, here are some recent pics.






She is soooo cute. Isn't it amazing how someone so small can be such a BIG job and make such BIG messes. :) "Tired" was my middle name. You know, the pacifier almost covers her wittle face.
ReplyDeleteI cracked up over that meal you ordered. Looked like German beans and wieners.
It's very obvious who's the boss in the Love household right now. She's got you jumping through hoops. My baby is running things!
I think she's a grownup in baby's clothing. She has the look of great intelligence in her eyes. One thing for sure ... she's definitely Y'all's baby.
I can't wait to nibble on her cheeks.